Weed crazy

Walking and driving around this weekend, I've noticed that dandelions are everywhere, spreading like ... well, weeds. I've also been struck by how cheerful the grass verges around town look in the sunshine, lush and dotted with sprays of brilliant yellow dandelions and white dasies. They may be weeds, but, for a brief period they can be as much of a treat to the eye as may blossom. Dandelions have one other rather wonderful incarnation - the sight of a meadow at twilight dotted with the ghostly globes of dandelion clocks, a few seeds drifing on the hint of a breeze and catching the slanting rays of the setting sun, can be quite magical.

Having said that, the dandelions currently attempting to put down tenacious roots down in our garden will be exterminated without mercy, as soon as we get round to it.